"What a bitch..." I thought. Now was not a time to be having a crush on strangers. Even though I thought she was okay looking, at least I wasn´t drooling. I hate it when all girls care about is looks. She was average. She had short curly brown hair, with hazel eyes. She was quite small, cute I guess. I walked into the room to see her sitting on the bed glaring at me.
I know it was sad but I waited for him to come in, in some strange way I kinda wanted a fight, I had so many trapped emotions. I needed to let something out, anything. So I stood up with clenched fits at my side. He sighed and said "Can you please leave my room?" I snorted at his outrageous question. "I thought so," he said shaking his head, he then started walking towards me, ready to pick me up. Unfortunately he didn´t know who he was dealing with. As he came closer I slammed my fist into his cheek. He went flying and hit his head off the cream walls. I stood there thinking the same thing after I did something like this, which was all the time, "shit...I took it too far," I checked to make sure that Alice was still sleeping then I dealt with the next problem, the unconscious asshole lying on the floor. I had done this before so I knew what to do. I walked to the kitchen and opened the freezer, I carved out a hunk of ice and wrapped it in a tea towel. Then I walked back to the bedroom and dragged Josh to the couch, I know what your thinking, the least I could do was give him the main bedroom but I wasn´t about to back down. I put him on the couch and laid the ice on the huge bump on his head. After making sure he wasn´t dead or, you know, dying, I went to the main bedroom, stripped off to my underwear and crept into the covers. I enjoyed the luxury because I knew it could only get worse...
I´m pretty sure it was in the middle of the night when I awoke to see a very angry looking Josh standing beside the bed. "uhh... Can you leave?" I asked, I WAS in my bra and pants. He stood still, If looks could kill.... I stood up with the covers wrapped around me. He smirked, yanked off the covers and walked off to the living room. "Asshole!" I screamed through the walls. "Bitch!" he shouted back. That night I decided he was NOT tagging along with us, that and how many ways I could kill him with a pencil.
It must have been early morning when Josh woke me, by chucking a bucket of water on me. I shot up, gasping for air while he laughed and ran away. I yanked on a mans shirt i found on the floor and ran after him. I found him hiding behind the couch, he hadn´t seen me so I wrapped my arm around his neck and growled in his ear "do that again and I´ll break your hand," what can I say? No one messes with my sleep. Even though he was in a headlock he was still laughing, he clearly didn´t get the message so I pushed him up grabbed his boxers and yanked them up, he screamed, I laughed "now you get the message." I left him, holding his balls and went to sleep next to my sister.
All I could think of was the pain. Oh God, the pain! I stayed in a curled up position for an hour, after I felt okay enough to move without screaming in pain I stood up and hobbled to the main bedroom to find it empty. For a second I though I had won until I saw the water which was.. well everywhere. I sighed and walked to the kitchen to find ice.
I woke for the third time on my own, it was time to move. I walked to the kitchen only to find Josh leaning against the bottom kitchen cupboard on the floor with ice on his crotch with his eyes closed. He didn´t realise some of the ice has melted and it looked like he had pissed himself. I would have laughed but I saw the huge bruise on his cheek and felt guilty, not that I would tell him, he came between me and a bed, only a fool would do that. So to show I didn´t care I walked to the cupboard above him and grabbed a tin of pineapple and a fork, I opened it and walked out the kitchen to the room Alice was in. I put the tin on the bedside table and sat on the bed. I shook her, "Alice wake up. We have to leave." I kept shaking her but she didn´t move...